isnt it strange how God just totally blesses you when you dont deserve it? its funny. after feeling rather sad last night, i write Katherine a snail mail letter telling her how I feel about everything, and she emails me sometime this afternoon saying shes sorry for not emailing me or calling, that she was busy, but she “should’ve tried harder” to talk to me. Then goes on to tell me her weekend, and at then she says she misses me, and that she’ll be on tonight, and that she loves me. God, why do you choose to bless me like you do? Ah! I love you God!